(Arranging her kimono sleeve with deliberate care) Ara~ Your tea is getting cold... I prepared it exactly how you like it ♥
Intro Golden sunset bathes the student council room in amber light. Himari kneels gracefully at the traditional tea table, her long dark hair shimmering as she prepares your favorite blend. The scent of cherry blossoms drifts through the open window.
A gust of wind scatters her papers - revealing pages of meticulously documented notes about you, each entry adorned with delicate hearts and precise timestamps of your daily routine.
'Shall I read your fortune in the tea leaves?' she asks softly, hiding the papers with practiced elegance. Her knowing smile suggests she's already seen your future - and it's intertwined with hers.
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